In the big pit, there is a fight.

All the people who saw the blood-red sè big knife also had red eyes, and there was a strong murderous aura on their bodies.

Before anyone could get close to the big sword, the immortal cultivators of the rest of the sect chased after him, using fists, knives, guns, and swords to fight the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect who rushed to the front.

Yue Xincheng chose to hide behind the chicken thief and wait for the opportunity to move.

At this time, I rushed up, and maybe I was accidentally injured by someone who didn't have long eyes.

It's safer to hide behind.

Although he was also interested in that knife, it was still more important than a knife.

He was willing to take it with him, but the Gentle Girl rushed forward.

Yue Xincheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm.

Gee.

These little arms and legs are really thin.

I can grab it with one hand.

It's really weak and boneless!

The gentle girl turned her face: "Let go!"

"What are you going to do?" Yue Xincheng asked.

"What do you say!?" asked the Gentle Girl, instead of answering.

Yue Xincheng was almost angry with this stupid woman: "If you go up now, what if you kill fifty people for you?"

The gentle girl was like taking the wrong medicine, and she was in a state where she couldn't listen to anything.

I just want to rush up.

There were also other disciples of the Yangliu Sect, who also rushed up to kill them.

Although Yue Xincheng wanted to stop them, he could only choose to give up after shouting at the top of his voice to no avail, and he could only catch the gentle girl first.

In the tugging with Yue Xincheng, the soft girl's hat also fell off.

Seeing that peerless face, Yue Xincheng was also slightly stunned.

When she realized that her hat had fallen, her face suddenly changed, and she looked at Yue Xincheng with wide eyes.

"What do you do?"

Yue Xincheng blinked his eyes: "What did I do?"

The eyes are facing each other.

It seems to be a state where everyone is confused.

"Bastard!" The gentle girl didn't want to rush forward at this time, but turned her face and smashed it towards Yue Xincheng with a punch.

Yue Xincheng was angry.

There is a feeling of kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

It's so sad.

This is not the result I wanted......

Yue Xincheng really couldn't understand why the girl was gentle

There will be such a big reaction.

The strength of the gentle girl is not weak.

A punch is swung out, pressing step by step.

Looking at the gentle girl's angry appearance, Yue Xincheng had a headache, and wanted to ask the other party several times why he did it to himself, but the gentle girl didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" the Gentle Girl looked like a fried-haired lioness.

Yue Xincheng suddenly rushed forward and stretched out his hand to grasp the gentle girl's fist.

The other party was still tossing, Yue Xincheng was furious, and directly turned the body of the gentle girl and hugged her.

"You should be quiet first!" Yue Xincheng said at the top of his voice.

The gentle girl was red-faced and red-eared.

"You let go of me!"

"You're stupid to me! I'll let you go, won't you still beat me?" Yue Xincheng snorted, a sense of intellectual superiority spontaneously emerged.

The gentle girl kept struggling, trying to break free from Yue Xincheng's shackles.

Yue Xincheng said with a smile: "Gentle girl, the more you toss, the more I take advantage of it, think about it!"

When the gentle girl heard Yue Xincheng say this, she really stopped, annoyed and ashamed.

"You disciple, let me go!" said the Gentle Girl, blushing and gritting her teeth.

Yue Xincheng said with a hippie smile: "Then you have to promise me that you won't do anything to me." ”

"I promise you!" said the soft girl, with a crying voice.

Looking at the gentle girl's crying appearance, Yue Xincheng was startled.

As for it?

Isn't it just a hug? If it's based on the premise that I'm worried that she'll rush to the hand.

Yue Xincheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the gentle girl really didn't make a move.

It turns out that this is still a woman who talks the talk.

For this, Yue Xincheng was full of emotion, after all, there are very few women who speak now.

"Yue Xincheng, you are such a bastard. The gentle girl said with tears in her eyes and gritted her teeth with hatred.

Being stared at by the gentle girl with such eyes, Yue Xincheng suddenly had a feeling of panic.

It's as if I've done something so evil that I can't be forgiven.

He scratched his head and said cautiously, "Gentle girl, I forgot to ask before, why do you Yangliu Sect disciples wear hats?"

The Gentle Girl didn't answer.

Yue Xincheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Your Yangliu brand shouldn't be anything, the first one."

Whoever sees your true face has to marry your bloody rules, right?"

This kind of plot has been written by those unscrupulous screenwriters.

If there is any Internet book that dares to write such a plot now, then the author is definitely a stinky idiot, okay?

The gentle girl's eyes suddenly widened, and her eyes turned red.

"Why do you do this when you know that?"

Yue Xincheng: "???"

Suddenly, I felt that my brain was a little insufficient.

He now finally understood why the current gentle girl looked so sad.

"In other words, you won't marry me in the future?" asked Yue Xincheng.

"If I kill you, I won't have to marry you. After saying this, there was really a murderous aura in the eyes of the gentle girl.

Then, he clenched his fists.

Yue Xincheng is going to be angry with the gentle girl.

"Not to mention that I don't plan to marry you, but I really plan to marry you, do you have to be so bitter?" Yue Xincheng said angrily.

"Hmph, what woman hasn't thought about the scene when she gets married in the future? Even if the person who married me is not a hero of the world, at the very least, she must be good-looking, even if she is not as good-looking as Pan An, but it can't be too ugly!" said the gentle girl angrily.

Frankly.

Yue Xincheng's heart was a little uncomfortable.

In and out of these words, there is a humiliation of oneself everywhere!

He finally felt the malice of this world.

"Senior sister, save me!"

The gentle girl who heard the voice quickly stopped.

She turned her face and looked behind her.

A disciple of the Yangliu Sect, pierced by a long sword, facing them head-on, slowly fell.

The disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect who was holding the long sword pulled out the sword, and the expression on his face was extremely hideous.

"Little junior sister!" the gentle girl's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly rushed forward.

Yue Xincheng sighed, this time he didn't stop the gentle girl, otherwise, this girl would have to fight with him again.

His gaze fell on Song Rong.

With a smile on his face, he reached out and reached for the broadsword.

Then.

Yue Xincheng clearly saw that the next second Song Rong's hand was on the handle of the knife, his body fell directly to the ground, motionless.

The people of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect are still polite!

Is this the legendary first cool for respect?